"Although we are not married, I have already considered you my wife. Even if you spend money like water, I can support you. But you actually had a child with another man behind my back. Do you think you deserve it? If I really want to include emotional damages compensation, even if you give me 10 million, it won't be enough!"
I picked up the photo on the ground and found that it was Alexander and I who were photographed walking on the street with our arms around each other.
I took out my phone screen saver and asked him:
"When I go shopping with my brother, it's called fooling around. Then what about the dirty things you do with your mistress?"
"Since you want to calculate emotional damages compensation, then first return to me the original price of all the gifts I gave you during our three years of relationship!"
He stared at my screen saver, casually checked the order amount of high-end luxury goods that amounted to tens of millions, and was completely amused.
"Scarlett, I'm too lazy to expose you. You're such a poor dog, but you insist on using yourself and Manhattan's Crown PrinceP as screen savers. How much horse piss did you drink to think he's your brother?"
"You gave me those no-name goods, and I asked the aunt at the scrap yard to collect them. I even paid her $100 for the errand!"
"To put it bluntly, if I hadn't supported you, you would have to make a living by collecting waste. How dare you ask me to return the money?"
No wonder I never saw him wearing those custom-made clothes and watches I gave him. It must be because he didn’t know the value of them and just threw them away as waste!
I didn't want him to feel inferior, so I begged the master not to leave his logo on the gift.
If my brother knew that the one-of-a-kind gift he begged me to give him but I refused to give him ended up being wasted, he would probably chop Damien to pieces immediately.
I was so angry that the wound hurt and my voice changed:
"Damien, it doesn't matter if you are blind and don't know the goods, just pay the money!"
I am an ordinary girl, and I actually called the president Damien blind. Of course, no one believed me.
My colleague, who already despised my cheating, kicked my abortion form aside and looked at me with even more contempt:
"Mr. Blackwood, it's a good thing you discovered her true identity early, otherwise she would have been running after you sooner or later!"
"This kind of fickle gold digger should be fired immediately! Otherwise, the company may be contaminated by her and become a source of infection!"
Everyone immediately pinched their noses and moved away from me with disgust.
Chloe Davenport saw this and a smug look flashed in her eyes. She was worried and wanted to make an appointment for Damien to see a doctor:
"Damien, you have the most contact with her, go get a full body check-up right away, if she has any disease and transmits it to you, that's it..."
Damien got goose bumps all over his body and scolded me after the appointment:
"Scarlett, for the sake of our past friendship, you have to return the 5 million to me and send that adulterer to jail for rape. Otherwise, if we really break up, you will have to fail the internship assessment!"
Everyone thought I would choose the former.
I said calmly:
"You're a scorer, but don't even think about making any money!"
Seeing my bad attitude, everyone gasped.
Chloe couldn't wait to add fuel to the fire:
"Oh my god, what's so good about that adulterer that he made you abandon Damien who loves you so much? Are you worthy of his sincerity?"
"Or is it because that man is richer than Damien that you decided to abandon your three years of love?"
"If that person loves you, he won't let you have an abortion! Don't let yourself be deceived and sold, and then come back crying and begging Damien to care about your life or death..."
No matter how she slanders me, I have never done anything wrong to Damien.
On the contrary, he should not cry and beg for my forgiveness when the time comes!
